Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2008 23:39:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: AD
Subject: Tricking Xander Part 1
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Tricking Xander
Xander Harris was tired. He had been walking around Sunnydale all day
looking for a job. Without any luck, he had returned home to his parents
basement where he lived. He removed his sweatsoaked shirt and looked at
himself in the mirror. Tall and lanky, with a medium build, Xander had
never been all that popular with the girls. He couldn't understand why
really though. Sure he didn't have a jocks body, but he wasn't bad. He had
a cute face, with a mop of unkept brown hair that hung low over his eyes,
and a set of large ears that gave him a very boyish look. Standing there
in just his jeans, Xander thought he looked pretty good.
"You going to bugger yourself or wut?"
Startled Xander spun around and looked at his new roommate that he had
forgotten about.
"Spike! Don't do that!" Xander shouted surprised.
"Don't do what.. Sit here tied to a chair? Ok then. Untie me." Spike
replied cooly.
A little backstory is probably necessary: Spike was a vampire. In fact he
was a particularly evil vampire who had tried to kill Xander and his pals
many times. Spike was even leaner, and paler than Xander. Basically he was
Billy Idol, complete with peroxide blonde hair and British accent. Spike
recently had been part of an experiment by a secret government agency that
deals with demons, which had left him unable to harm humans anymore. This
put Xander, Buffy, and the rest of the scoobies in a quandary, and they
decided to stash Spike at Xander's until they decided what to do with
him. So this explains why a mass murdering vampire is tied to Xander's
sofa, watching him check himself out in the mirror.
"Ok Spike. I've had a long day. So just shut up." Xander said,
halfheartedly.
"Oh Xander had a bad day, poor bloody baby. I've had to sit here listening
to your mom play Cher upstairs for hours!" Spike yelled.
Xander chuckled knowing how awful that could really be. As he went to lie
down on his bed, and try and ignore Spike, Xander pulled a muscle in his
lower back and fell sprawled out on his mattress in pain.
"Oh fuck. Owe. Spike help me, I can't move!"
"Neither can I, you pillock" replied Spike harshly.
"No seriously. My back! I can't move... I need help." Xander, against his
better judgement, but with no other options reached from his prone position
and untied a knot holding Spike down.
"Right. Good move Xander. Seeya" said Spike grinning as he made his way to
the door. However as soon as he stepped outside, Spike jumped back in
cursing.
"Stupid bloody lifegiving sun!" Spike cried, smoking a bit from his
encounter with the light.
"Haha," Xander teased still lying facedown on his bed unable to move.
"Seriously though, if you don't help me, I'm going to tell Buffy you did
this to me!" Xander demanded.
"Sure, go running to the slayer! Fine. I'll help." Spike said relenting.
The vampire climbed onto the bed, next to the shirtless Xander.
"Where does it hurt baby. William the Bloody is here to make it all
better," Spike said sarcastically.
Not taking the bate Xander just answered, "Lower back.. I think I pulled
something."
Spike got to work, kneading Xander's muscles. He was actually quite good at
it, having a couple hundred years of practice. He began to work all of
Xander's back , from his shoulders on down.
Xander sighed appreciatively, "Thanks Spike. That feels really good."
Spike silently kept working, an idea creeping into his head. He moved
himself to be sitting on the boy's upturned butt, giving him better access
to his back.
Xander had entirely forgotten that this was an insidious killer on top of
him, and was instead lost in the feelings of the massage. He began to drift
into sleep, lulled into peacefulness by Spike's expert hands. At that
moment, Spike grabbed a hold of Xander's jeans and yanked them down,
exposing his round pale bubble butt.
Startled awake, Xander cried, "Spike what are you doing!"
"Well you see Xander, I've been thinking." Spike said in a pedantic mocking
voice. "I've been here, what now a week and all, and I haven't seen you
once have a wank."
"What are you talking about Spike. Get off me." Xander tried pathetically
to push Spike away, but he still couldn't move from throwing his back out.
Ignoring Xander's protestations Spike continued, "You know, tossin youre
willy. A growing young man like you, usually must wank a couple times a
day. You must be all horned up. Its probably what made you throw your back
out. Too tense. You asked me to help you out after all. Lets see what
you've got packing."
And with that Spike reached under Xander and felt up his dick.
"Oh boy! You sure weren't blessed in the size department" laughed Spike at
his helpless captive.
Xander turned beat red. It was true. His cock wasn't very big.. in fact it
was fairly undersized. Xander had always been ashamed of it, and perhaps
it was the reason why he didn't have much confidence with girls.
Regardless, Spike kept up his verbal assault. "Well Xander, your boydick
sure is hard though. And you know what? I think that as long as that tiny
cock of yours is all boned up, this chip in my head isn't going to stop me
from doing anything to you. Cuz you are liking it!"
Spike licked up Xander's neck, and nibbled on his ear. The boy moaned into
his pillow, unsure of why Spike was turning him on so.
Spike quickly removed his clothing and rejoined Xander. He laid naked on
top of Xander, still wanting to whisper taunts into his ear, while grinding
into his bum.
"Don't worry boy. When I'm done with you, you'll forget all about your
boydick.. because William the Bloody is going to give you a shiny new
boypussy."
Spike was loving his position of power. Being muzzled by the chip in his
head, had been keeping him from being the evil soul he was. But since
Xander was a teenage hormonal hornball, Spike would be able to do anything
his devilish mine thought of. Xander was at his mercy.
Spike reached down, and slipped a finger into Xander's rosebud hole.
"Oh FUCK," Xander cried. Never having paid his ass any attention before,
Spikes administrations were a totally new feeling.
"Quiet now baby.. we wouldn't want your parents to come down and join the
party would we?" Spike said as he reached over to turn on the stereo, to
drown out Xander's moans.
Spike added a second finger to Xander's hole, frigging the boy
relentlessy. Xander squirmed and moaned, trying to escape Spike's fingers,
but there was no where to go. Spike's digits were deep inside him. Probing
and prodding his ass into opening up further, Xander could only cry out in
pain and pleasure, as Spike manhandled him.
Spike was still reveling in his luck. Xander was going to make the perfect
toy to play with, until he got the bloody chip out of his head. The prone
young man beneath him was covered in sweat, and Spike could taste the
fear. With one hand still fingerfucking the boy, his second began spanking
the upturned bum, turning in nice and red. Xander jerked at each impact,
and his dick throbbed even more.
"You like it don't you Xander! I wouldn't be able to do any of this if you
didn't want it. Just think about that when I'm fucking you," teased
Spike. The vampire reached under the lad, and scooped up the cockslime that
was leaking from Xander's dick.
"Eat it boy," Spike commanded. And smeared the goo all over the kid's
face. Xander continued to moan at the treatment he was receiving. He had
never been so turned on in his life. He should be hating what Spike was
doing to him, but instead he was loving it. He was ashamed of loving it
though, which then also made him want it more. It was a vicious cycle that
Spike had caught him in, and one he couldn't escape. Unconsciously he was
now thrusting his ass back to meet Spike's hand. Deeper and deeper Spike's
fingers wormed into his gut, sending ripples of pleasure through the
submissive boy.
Knowing it was getting time to claim his right, Spike moved forward with
this plan.
"Maybe its this bloody chip, but I feel like doing you a favor. I'm going
to let you slick my rod up, before I jam it into your boypussy," explained
Spike as he pointed to his 8 inch cock. Thin and long, it bobbed before
Xander's eyes, hypnotizing him. Spike shoved his boner, past the boys lips
and deep into his throat. Xander gagged, and coughed, but Spike didn't move
a bit. He kept his dick buried to the hilt, enjoying the warmth of the boys
mouth, and the power he was giving him. Xander's eyes looked up at his
attacker's imploring for mercy, but Spike wasn't about to relent. He
pounded his dick over and over again into the boy's throat, until
eventually Xander got accustomed to it. He began to crave the musky scent
of Spike's dick, and the taste of the precum that it was leaking. He moaned
around the cock, giving in to Spike's desires.
"I knew you'd come around Xanderboy..I'm just giving you the help you asked
for." Spiked laughed at the obvious untruth. "I bet you wish you could
move, and be able to jerk that cock thats trapped under you don't you?
Don't worry sonny, once I'm inside you boy, you won't be able to stop from
blowing your load all over the place."
And with that Spike pulled out from Xander's mouth, and cockslapped
him. Xander's cute face was coated in cockslime and slobber. "Don't look so
sad baby, you'll be getting it back soon enough," Spike explained.
Spike positioned his cock over Xander's winking boyhole, and slowly lowered
himself down onto the unmoving kid. In fact, Xander still hadn't moved once
since the time he had hurt his back. Spike's pale pole slipped into the
kid's hole, and buried itself all the way in. Xander's eyes almost bulged
out of his head. He was so FULL. He had never felt anything like it, and
knew he had to have more.
"Phew Xander, I was afraid for a moment that my chip was going to go
off. NOPE! You sure do love this don't you slut. You sure need this dick of
mine don't you. Why don't you tell me how much you need it boy," said Spike
as he slowly withdrew his member, knowing it would drive the boy crazy.
"Please no, please don't take it out. I need it. Please! Please Spike,
please fuck me!" whimpered Xander.
"Well since you asked so nicely." Spike said flippantly as he rammed his
manmeat back deep into the boy. Xander never had stood a chance. The horny
teenager couldn't help but be manipulated by Spike's keen prowess. And now
he was a moaning cockwhore, soaked in his own sweat and
dickjuice. Meanwhile, Spike was keeping his cool. The kid below was lost in
pleasure, but Spike was all professional. This was a game he was good
at. He pounded his dick in and out like a machine, never letting Xander's
hole have a moments rest. Spike considered the next part of his plan. He
had never been very good at enthralling. A power, that such powerful
vampires like Dracula were so renowned for. But this kid wanted it so
badly, perhaps he stood a chance to keep him under his control. He knew the
best way to accomplish this were direct injects of his vampire seed into
the boys spasming pussy. Well a man's got to do what a man's got to
do. Even if that man is a vampire. Spike chuckled has he continued to
poundfuck the kid.
Spike grabbed a handful of the boys hair and pulled his head back.
"I'm going to drop my load in you boy. I'm going to fill your guts with my
seed, and make you mine. No turning back now Xander. You are officially no
longer a man," taunted Spike.
Part of Xander cringed at the words, but another part loved every
syllable. He was overcome with the need to be used, to be fucked. And Spike
of all people, had showed him his need. Xander's dick was letting loose a
steady stream of precum, and he pushed back onto Spike's dick with wild
abandon.
Spike's pistoning hips began to hump erratically, as the vampire finally
lost his cool as his orgasm approached. Digging into Xander as deep as
possible, his cock exploded, spewing his creamy load all over the kid's
guts. Xander himself finally came as well. The power of Spike's orgasm
caused Xander's small cock to spray the bed beneath him. He had never come
so hard or much before. Xander was overwhelmed that he could no longer
handle the sensations coursing through him and passed out.
When he came to, he found himself in the exact same position as
before. Naked, facedown, coated in sweat and cum, and being fucked hard by
the naked, pale Spike. His ass felt used, and raw, and he thought he could
tell that Spike had added at least another load in his belly.
"Morning sleepy head." Spike cooed as he pistoned in and out. "How are you
feeling boy?"
"Very good master. Thank you," said unabashedly smiling back at the vampire
above him.
Spike leaned down and kissed Xander, exploring the boys mouth with his
tongue. Xander nutted again at the contact.
"Good boy," Spike said as be began to pound away for the next several
hours.